Look, every year this happens, right? Halloween gets everyone a little paranoid, they see things that aren't there, someone thinks their neighbor's decorations are actual ghosts or werepossums or that their burger is haunted— leading to mountains of paperwork and overtime for us here.
We send task forces on literal graveyard shifts in case that dancing necromancer shows up again, even! But believe me when I tell you this year is different— we've got a full moon on Halloween itself. Remember what happened last time, Bin? The return of the moomy and their curse on all the world's beef? We had to convince the world's authorities to tell the public it was salmonella and they somehow bought it! This affected the world, Bin, so when I tell you to pay attention and keep everyone on their toes I mean it.
I hear you I hear you— you'll remember my brother choked to death on one of those haunted beef patties. I'm well aware of the potential issues here. But, hear me out, we cannot afford the overtime pay this year. It'll be fine! We'll bet on it, alright? Five grand says all we'll get are the same little cults we get every year pining for their god's favor and failing. The moomy was an outlier— we'll be fine! We have to be, or we're bankrupt.
days til the full moon